Wandered Far From the Beaten Path
Flee me, signs of delusion
Syllabic Poem| The Culminating 30
You
May think
I
Have lost
My bearing
Fallen
So far off
The beaten path
Mindlessly
Wandered downhill
Caught in the thicket
Of my own way
Stumbled through the day
Until I reached this place
Where nothing else is
But endless sand and clay
The seething, sweltering heat
Has left me bli…
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